Freaking Perverts! Seth Brogan & Penelope Woods Had A Taboo Affair!

The sulfurous scent of stale cigarettes and cheap whiskey clung to Seth Brogan’s weathered skin as he slumped heavily onto the ragged couch. His eyes, bloodshot and glazed over, feasted upon the scantily clad teenage girl sprawled out on the ratty carpet. Penelope Woods, his door-to-door salesman of a babysitter, had donned a micro-mini skirt and crop top, a getup that left little to the imagination.

Seth’s throat went dry as his gaze raked over her lithe curves, undisguised lust etched into every crease of his haggard face. Penelope’s innocent doe eyes finally flitted up to meet his wanderlust-ridden ones, and a coy smile played upon her pink lips. She knew the power she held over this pathetic, lonely man.

“P-Penelope,” Seth croaked, his words cloying with desperation and drink, “What’re you wearing? Your mother would have a fit if she saw ya like that.”

“Awww, Uncle Seth,” Penelope replied sweetly, rising from her prone position with feline grace to saunter towards him. Her hips swayed hypnotically beneath the thin fabric concealing her scarcely bloomed womanhood. “Didn’t Mommy ever tell you? You’re not allowed to look!”

She giggled, a sound more sharp than dulcet, as she settled herself onto his lap, draping her arms around his neck in an insinuating embrace. Seth shuttered as her pert breasts pressed into his chest, her hardened nipples clearly evident through their flimsy confines.

“Now, is that any way to greet your favorite niece?” she cooed, her breath hot against his cankerous ear.

Seth grunt-groaned, his hands moving of their own volition to grasp at her thighs. Penelope squirmed, relishing in the feel of his gnarled fingers digging into her soft flesh. She leaned in to capture his lower lip between her teeth, nibbling and suckling with surprising fervor.

“Oh, baby,” Seth gasped, tilting his head back as wracking coughs bubbled up his chest. “This isn’t right, you’re too young…”

Penelope simply smiled, trailing her delicate hands down the front of Seth’s sweat-stained oxford until they bunched the material in her fists. With a quick yank, she ripped the shirt open, sending buttons flying in all directions. The sight of Seth’s skeletal torso, covered in matted graying chest hair, made Penelope’s stomach churn, but she pushed down the revulsion.

She had work to do.

Her nimble fingers found Seth’s belt, deftly unbuckling and sliding it through the loops. She threw the leather strip aside, ignoring it landing on top of the mortgage bill and electricity bill, both still unopened. Her hands dipped beneath his pleated Dickies, exploring his withered flesh as she cupped his half-chub in her palm.

Seth moaned, an expulsion of air both monstrous and manly, as Penelope stroked his wrinkled prick with torturous slowness. The tip kissed the edge of his pant waistband, a bead of clear precum already forming. Obediently, she tugged this from his pants as well, her eager fingers wrapping around his pulsing length.

She studied him through low-lidded eyes, tracing his bulbous head with her thumb. Even after their “secret” rendezvous the night before, she was still enraptured by Seth’s downfall, amused by how he blindly stumbled into her provocations.

Now, he sat before her, unshaven and unbuttoned, eyes glazed over in a drug-induced stupor, melting under her incomparable touch. This man, a lowly degenerate, was hers to command.

Penelope drank in every breathless whimper and shuddering moan that fell from Seth’s lips as she brought him closer and closer to his climax. It was luck that her parents had hired her this month, days before their dinner-only vacation. She had gotten the glorious news on the same day that popped in Seth’s business card with her parents’ home phone number. Could it BE any more convenient?

And so, when Penelope called to confirm the date, she added an extra zero onto the fare. Seth had agreed without a second thought, too drunk on desperation to catch the error. For it was desperation that brought him face-to-face with the devil, an enticing temptress.

Now, Penelope ground her hips against his, sliding her damp panties against the length of his strained erection, silken delectation aiding his descent into depravity. Seth shivered, his lecherous hands gripping her with maddening tightness as he bucked into her unrelenting touches.

“Fuck, Penelope!” Seth cried out, his voice choked with hedonistic hyperventilating. “If ya keep this up, your Uncle Seth’s gonna cum!”

Penelope simply grinned, speeding her strokes before pulling her hand back to wrap it around the base of his prick to keep him from ejaculating too soon.

“You don’t get to cum until I say so, Uncle Seth,” she cooed, channeling the innocence of youth. “We wouldn’t want to ruin your pants, would we?”

“No, no, of course not,” Seth replied, his voice a breathless wheeze. “Gotta keep myself… presentable.”

“Indeed, Uncle Seth,” Penelope purred, puppeting her fingers in a way that made Seth highly uncomfortable. “Clean.”

At that, she tightened the pinch, sending a vision of white hot pain shooting straight to his groin. Seth howled as he finally came undone, spurting all over his denimed crotch.

Memories of the night before flashed through Penelope’s head as she watched Seth’s climax. There had been cock-tastings, tit-job-trainings, of the good kind, all making Seth a revoltingly pathetic sight. The sight that had made him jizz embarrassingly many times.

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